Tone: I do wish you would understand
Alas it seems too high a demand
For you to question where you stand
Don’t you think yourself grand?
You have control as you sold a soul
To the Devil, he ate it whole
So you join the demon patrol
To undermine me is your goal
And her, the girl who is an underling
Does she not amount to anything?
The one you seem to call darling
Or am I missing something?
Your days were over but you just
Came with a stronger army and trust
That when I say this that I must
Yearn for the day that you bite the dust
You took the flame on your head
And now you’re a hero instead
With your hair a flaming red
You with upon my foes be dead
My enemy’s enemy is not my friend
That’s a fact, so don’t pretend
I like to think this is the end
It’s not, in ways you don’t comprehend
I live by your guidelines and politics
I can’t help it if I can be idiotic
You see, fine sir, I’m not so patriotic
As to find all others demonic
The same goals that we have had
And the times I made you mad
The power in your hand can only add
To the fact you’re just plain bad.
